Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The evening breeze blows, and the cool feeling dispels the warmth of the day. In the gorgeous hall, because of the night, the servants light up the lights, and the pictographic white porcelain candlesticks carry six arm-thick candles to light up. , more than a dozen identical candlesticks are distributed in the huge front hall, and in the bright candlelight, the room is illuminated like daytime.

Time passed little by little, candle tears left a string of traces on the wax table, and left a variety of colors on the white porcelain. The handsome middle-aged man with a short beard is just the current golfer of the official family. The striker Gao Qiu, Gao Dianshuai, is standing in front of the wall in a red brocade robe, admiring the hanging calligraphy and painting of famous people, but looking at his dull expression and distracted eyes, it is obvious that he is not paying attention to the painting at all.

"How can the commander-in-chief be interested in coming to this old man today?"

The sound from behind called Gao Qiu's attention back, and he immediately became energetic, and turned around quickly, seeing Cai Jing with a kind smile on his face, walking into the room with his hands behind his back, and hurriedly stepped forward two steps and bowed to the tunnel: "I pay my respects to the Prime Minister, send my greetings for a long time, and pray for Haihan."

Cai Jing returned the salute lightly and said: "Don't say too much about the polite words. The Commander-in-Chief came to this old man today, and he probably didn't come here to appreciate calligraphy and painting."

The old man walked slowly, and sat down at the top. Immediately, someone brought tea, and Gao Qiu and others retreated there and said nervously: "Mr. , the young general died from his younger brother Gao Feng as the country."

As soon as the hands drinking tea stopped, the teacup left his lips, and the face of the upper head was a little dignified: "When did it happen?"

"Around the middle of the previous month, the young general went to suppress the bandits from his younger brother, and was murdered by the thieves. Then the thief changed his clothes and pretended to open the gates of the prefectural city, stored in warehouses, the property of the rich gentry in the city, and even all the private property of the young general from his younger brother. Take him away." Gao Qiu's face was gloomy, and he clenched his hands on his lap: "Officials from Fei County and Yishui County sent people eight hundred miles to send letters over urgently, and officials from Yizhou Prefecture personally came to talk to the young general. , when it is true."

Cai Jing slowly put down the teacup, stood up and took two steps with his hands behind his back, stopped and turned around and said, "In that case, I should report to the officials to know, it's just..."

The voice changed, and he looked at Gao Qiu who was sitting: "The official talked to the old man about the dream of the old gentleman today, saying that he is a person who started teaching, and he wanted to build a Taoist temple in Huangzhuang. There is no money, and the autumn harvest is approaching at this time, so it is not easy to conscript corvee, I am afraid that I will lose the grace of God."

Gao Qiu was stunned, and gently let go of his clenched fists, then squeezed and then let go, repeated several times, took a deep breath, and exhaled: "Mr. The young general will find a way to get all the expenses."

Cai Jing walked back and sat down, with a satisfied smile on his refined face, he stroked his beard with his hand, and sighed while suppressing his smile: "It's a pity that the prefect of Gaofeng died for the country. If you are devoted to your duty, my Great Song Dynasty will be safe forever, but it is a pity that bandits are rampant, and they dare to kill officials and attack the government, and they really don't take the court seriously."

After a pause, he raised his eyes to look at Gao Qiu and said, "I wonder if the Commander-in-Chief can recommend someone who can go to quell the banditry and protect the peace of the people?"

"Yes." Gao Qiu nodded affirmatively, tilted his body towards Cai Jing and said, "When I was in the Western Army, the young general met the descendants of Hu Yanzan, the famous founding general of the dynasty, who are the descendants of Hu Yanzan, who is currently serving as the governor of Caizhou. Although this person is not a high-ranking official, he has a lot of strategies in his chest, and he is also extremely brave in battle, so he should be able to use it."

"So, at the next court meeting, the Commander-in-Chief of the Palace will recommend this person, and the old man will fully support him." Some old voices were full of affirmation, which made the commander in front of the palace next to him very happy. It's getting late, I don't dare to disturb the Lord's rest, the young general will leave now."

When Cai Jing was ordering tea, the national player of the Song Dynasty bowed again, took two steps back, turned and left.

The moonlight is like a hook, pedestrians are in a hurry, the noisy city that never sleeps is still lively, no one pays attention to what is going on in Shandong, and more people are talking about the upcoming competition of piano skills between two famous prostitutes in the capital.

A few days later, Zhao Ji, who was facing the court, heard the cries of his Cuju partner, and immediately became furious. An imperial decree flew into the Privy Council, and his own soldiers were ordered to take the imperial decree and fly out to Caizhou to dispatch personnel.

The officials of the Great Song Dynasty, who had finished their work, immediately forgot about this matter, and just urged Cai Jing to build the Taoist temple as soon as possible. For a while, the imperial guards in the capital, dressed in scarlet clothes, turned into artisans, busy building houses all day without mentioning it.

……

The sky is far away, and Weizhou, which is thousands of miles away from the bustling capital, is close to Xixia. Because it is close to the border, the town looks simple and grand.

The bright and clear sky is cloudless, and the cold wind that hangs from time to time takes away the heat from the body, making people shiver uncontrollably. In the market in the town, many people come out to buy some daily necessities, which is different from other places. The strange thing is that most of the people who go out here are women, and there are far fewer men.

It was past noon, and the people who were supposed to go back early were whispering in front of a butcher shop. On the ground, a burly man was lying there with blood on his face, his chest heaving undetectably. He wanted to go up to check, but was pulled back by someone he knew, who just shook his head and refused.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the government is handling the case, don't get in the way."

"Hey, who is touching my old lady?"

"A man and a woman can't kiss each other, you idiot, haven't you heard this before!"

"I have a husband, don't come over here!"

In the midst of the panic, a team of officials came over with iron rulers and sabers. Seeing a group of people surrounding them, they couldn't help stretching out their hands to dial. How could a group of women let him touch them at will, so they immediately cursed, and the scene was a bit chaotic for a while.

The leader Dutou managed to squeeze into the circle, helped the standard hat on his head, and squatted down to check the big man's injuries. Seeing that he was exhaling too much and not inhaling, he couldn't help baring his teeth, turned to look behind, He shouted loudly: "Don't quarrel anymore, the government is handling the case now, you girls want to rebel, can't you?"

The scene was silent, and the blocked officials hurried in, looked at the man on the ground, and those who knew him hurriedly said: "Ah, this is Zheng Tu, an official from Zheng, how could he be beaten up like this?"

"It doesn't matter how you got beaten, go ask if anyone saw who did it?" The head didn't say anything after hearing the words, but ordered everyone to go and ask.

At that moment, the next group of officials left and came back not long after, "It was Tisha Ruda's good deed, and he ran away from the East Street at this time."

"Zhiniang thief..." Dutou murmured, "Let's go, go back to the yamen first."

"Boss, don't you chase him?" an official asked.

They all turned their heads and glared at him, leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Are you stupid? He is the man in front of Mr. Jinglue, and he didn't even say a word to catch him. Do you want to go to the front line and fight the Xixia savages?"

The officer immediately shut up, and shouted in a low voice: "Let's go!" Then a group of people headed towards the yamen, and when they got the order to arrest, the murderer had already returned home and collected the gold and silver. I don't know where to go after leaving the city.

……

The white clouds are like flocculent fluff, and they go far away. The mountain wind blows the branches, shakes down a few fallen leaves, and gently falls on the grass. Although it is approaching the Mengdong season, the mountains and forests are still green at this time, and the shade of the sky is occasionally Let the sun shine down to form mottled light spots.

rustle--

A big foot stepped on the newly fallen leaves, and the face could not be seen clearly in the dark forest, only a tall and thin man could be seen, and the two strong men behind him also walked through the woods on the grass.

"Bah~ These people are also snobbish. They tried to persuade them on the mountain for ten days and refused to listen. As soon as the news broke the state capital, they all became excited and clamored to join the group. This group of mother-in-laws!"

The talking figure walked past the place where the light shone, and the fat figure was revealed. It was An Shirong, the man who followed Niu Wenzhong out to find someone to join his gang.

The tall, thin man walking in front was the iron dragonfly. Under the dappled light, his face was cloudy and uncertain: "Forget it, it's worth coming out this trip. I saw the faces of this group of people clearly. When it's okay, brothers are older and brothers are shorter. It’s really going to be used, one by one desperately shrinking back.”

The burly Fang Qiong followed behind and snorted: "If it weren't for the sight of a hundred horses in their hands, I would really want to leave."

"In short, let's wait for my brother to decide everything." Niu Wenzhong turned his face, looked deep in the mountain forest, turned his face and continued to walk forward: "It's not short time to come out, I'll go back to the mountain first, after the group of birds I will find it myself."

Spit on the ground: "Fucking mother, now I think of these bird people and get angry."

The three of them were talking in their mouths, their feet were not idle, they went over the mountains and ridges, and in a short while they went to the village at the bottom of the mountain, took the horses that were fostered here, settled the money, and then the three rode all the way to go back to the mountain as soon as possible. .

The monotonous sound of horseshoes sounded on the avenue, and the sand and soil brought up by the horseshoes rose up, but because of the scale, it couldn't pull the smoke and dust, but it sounded like a group of people passing by in the mountains.

The wind passed through the mountains, and the sound of whimpering brought up the sand. The three people walking against the wind quickly blocked the front with their arms and covered their faces, so as not to blow the sand into their eyes.

At the moment when the wind stopped, the three people who lowered their arms looked at a horse riding from the opposite side. The mountain road was narrow, and the two sides gradually approached. As soon as the two parties met, they suddenly called out: "Niu Wenzhong?"

The three of them looked in surprise, and saw that the speaker was about twenty-seven, with an elegant face, three short mustaches, and a well-proportioned figure. He was sitting up straight on the horse and took out his whistle .

"Call-"

The three hurriedly stopped their mounts, and the other side also slowed down and stopped. The tall and thin iron dragonfly looked at the other side to make sure he hadn't seen it before, and couldn't help but clasped his fists together: "Forgive me, brother, but you are a friend in the word?"

The man on the opposite side grinned: "Did you know it if you hit it?"

As soon as the malicious words fell, the horse under him took a step, and the sound of hoofs trampled on the mountain road, and rushed over at a high speed. Niu Wenzhong and the three were shocked and angry. Guy, it's just a plain knife for self-defense, seeing the opposite side rushing, he couldn't help but raise the knife and go forward.

"Hehehe-"

There was a wild smile on the elegant face, and in the shaking field of vision, the cold light of Pu Dao struck from below, the young man on the horse gave a loud shout, pointing the whistle stick downwards, then he shook his arms, and the tip of the whistle stick hit Niu Wenzhong's shoulder nest, the plain knife could no longer be held, it flew out immediately, and the man was also lifted from the horse by this blow, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Stop hurting my brother!"

Fang Qiong and An Shirong were startled, and hurried forward, slashing with two sabers, one from the left and the other from the right.

"Let go!"

With a loud shout, the whistle stick slammed left and right, and opened the simple knife, An Shirong and the two felt a strong attack, and the empty door opened immediately. When the three of them staggered, the whistle stick circled and hit them, "Ah!" He fell off his horse with a sound.

The elegant young man sprinted a few steps on the horse, reined in the reins, turned the horse, sat on the horse's back and looked at the three of them. Niu Wenzhong slowed down on the ground for a long time before he held his waist and raised his head to look at the man and said: " He is a good man with high martial arts skills, please leave a name so that Niu Wenzhong knows who died at the hands of him."

The young man smoothed his short beard, jumped off the horse with the whistle stick in hand, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Niu Wenzhong and said softly: "Brother Fang Xuedu, Jinning Junshi, you have offended me so much today, I hope Haihan."

Niu Wenzhong was stunned on the spot for a moment.

"Ahem...you almost killed me for offending me." The thick-skinned An Shirong next to him was relieved to see this, but the resentment of being beaten still made people feel uneasy: "Brother Fang will beat and kill as soon as he comes up." But what are you going to do?"

Niu Wenzhong had already stretched out his hand to hold the degree of housing, and the young man pulled him up vigorously. Hearing this, he looked at An Shirong and smiled embarrassedly: "Brother, I want to get acquainted with Brother Niu, but I am afraid that you will look down on me for a while. In a hurry, forgive me, forgive me."

An Shirong had already rolled over and got up, clutching his sore buttocks and muttering: "Good guy, you beat and beat after you get acquainted. If you want to be married, don't you want to kill yourself?"

Fang Xuedu scratched his head embarrassingly. Seeing that Fang Qiong hadn't gotten up yet, he hurried forward to help him. Niu Wenzhong held his waist there and said, "Brother Fang met me before?"

"I've met once from a distance. Brother Niu was still at Tian Hu's place at that time." Fang Xuedu looked at Niu Wenzhong with a smile, and let go of Fang Qiong's hand: "It's just that there was no need for brothers to get acquainted at that time, so it's okay. I didn’t face each other.”

"...You didn't do anything wrong then, right?" Fang Qiong squinted at the young man.

"You can also say that." Tilting his head, the elegant young man scratched his face, put down his hands and shrugged, and said, "I won't lie to you guys, my brother was oppressed by a rich family last month because of his displeasure, and he killed him with his own hands. Now I am being chased by the government, so I wanted to find a cottage to vote for, and I happened to meet Brother Niu today, so I wanted to recommend myself, but I was afraid that Brother Niu would look down on my younger brother, so I made this bad plan."

"Good guy..." The three of Niu Wenzhong looked at each other, An Shirong couldn't help rubbing his buttocks, and grinned, "Brother Fang, please come up with a better plan next time, this is really too much to bear."

"Hahaha, definitely!"

Amidst the loud laughter, several people brought the horses back. Fortunately, these horses were docile and stopped after running for a few steps, otherwise it would be a headache for the three of them.

At that moment, the four of them remounted their horses and headed back towards Liangshan all the way. (end of this chapter)